There are so many things that I wished I had chronicled better. . . funny stories I should have written down, pictures I should have taken, videos I wish we had made. Things play through my head at random times, and I just want to be able to remember them all.
There were so many times during Sara's growing up years that she wanted to go bowling, that it became kind of a family joke. Every time we were together and trying to decide what we wanted to do, Sara would say, "Let's go bowling!" She wasn't all that great at it, but maybe it was because it kept us all together in a focused activity. During the Christmas season two years ago, less than two weeks after a major lung surgery, Sara wanted to go bowling. . .so we did. She was in her wheel chair, and we were all off picking out the right bowling balls. . . when all of a sudden it dawned on me that right-handed Sara, who had just had part of her right lung removed, should probably NOT be throwing or even holding a bowling ball. I raced back to our lane to find all the girls there and Sara laughing and saying, "Yeah, maybe that's not such a good idea!"
This week I want to remember all the fun times we are having here in Oregon. . .and later this week in Arizona. I want to have a record of some of the funny things Wyatt says and does. This seems a good place to write about some of those moments. Wyatt keeps us laughing non-stop. Yesterday Kari asked him if he was ready to have lunch. He immediately responded with a "Yay!! French Fries!!" Kari said, "No, we don't have french fries." So he changed to "Yay!! Pizza!!" Kari said, "No", again. . . . so next Wyatt said, "Mac & Cheese!! I'll make it!" He then ran to the cupboard and took out a box of mac & cheese. Next, he opened the drawer under the oven and took out a baking pan. He took set those on the floor and then went back to pull out a bottle of taco sauce. Holding the taco sauce, he then went to yet another cupboard and got out a small bowl. He sat down on the living room floor with all of his "ingredients" and went through the motions of pouring everything into the pan. As we laughed, he got up and went back to the cupboard, picking up various cans of sauce or soup. . . . looking at and tapping his finger on the labels, as if checking to see if he needed to add those too. Kari said he has been doing that for about a week, always pulling out the same four items. She swears she does not put taco sauce in his mac & cheese! ????
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